Sunday, January 11, 2009

The House of Green Gators



This is a house on the south side of Independencve Avenue between Fuller and Freemont.

It is made to look like some little rustic cottage you would find out in the forest with natural stones, mossy logs and sloping roof.

But the logs ain't mossy and they ain't logs. It's all concrete.



I know it's hard to make out detail in these pics, but I had to take them from the parking lot of the UMB across the street. You have to be kinda discreet when you take pictures of populated houses on Independence Ave. if you don't want to get a cap popped in yo ass.

But the weirdest fucking thing about the house it what is flanking the steps coming up to the house from the sidewalk.



Yeah, those are green, concrete alligators laying on brown, concrete logs.



Now I ask you, in all seriousness, WHAT THE FUCK?!?!

This is not a new house. It's been there a long time. I drive by it everyday on my way to work and it always freaks me the fuck out.

It's like some little cajun Tom Bombadil's swamp house sitting at the intersection of Hooker and Crackhead. It ain't right!

I'll be expecting some local historian (I'm looking at YOU Leigh Ann!) to research this and come up with a rational explanation for this anomoly.

8 comments:

Do you see me? said...

Very Cool. Probably a tribute to the Gator Nation. Go Gators! Go UF!

Le Grand Lapin said...

Been there for many years. My old neighborhood. We used to lure the Raytown girls over - "Hey, you wanna see our alligators?" Worked every time. I have a nice print of this house made by local fine art photographer Mike Sinclair. Tasty gators.

Leigh Ann said...

I shall endeavor to seek out the facts. Which means I'll probably knock on the door and ask whoever lives there, "WTF?!?"

Midtown Miscreant said...

Ive passed that place a million times, never noticed the gators.

Average Jane said...

I would flank my front door with concrete alligators without a moment's hesitation if I knew where I could get some.

m.v. said...

Leigh Ann,if they have crocs outside, I wonder what they have inside. be careful.

m.v. said...

actually here is your explanation, never mind knocking on doors
http://kcaia150.blogspot.com/2007/05/guest-photographer-laura-spencer.html

dangerousdaisy said...

Like we can all live in white square houses with adorable picket fences. And no anomolies.

Pffft.